My Happiness It Seems Is Up To Me Poem by Colin Breck Boardman

My happiness it seems is up to me,
To synthesize a happy way to be,
To let my expectations fall away,
And face anew a future dawning day.
Just like my birds who sit without a choice,
And take each happy moment as it comes,
So now I must each heartbeat now rejoice,
As Destiny decides the final sums.
From my own wings my future will arise,
For me to cherish lovingly and prize,
And all that went before is but as nought,
Forgetting all I wanted or I sought.